The cries of baby Seth echoed through the hallway long before Aubrey even reached the nursery door. It was a sharp, persistent sound that made her heart race. Inside, Nanny Lourdes was swaying back and forth, her face tight with worry as she bounced the infant in her arms."Oh, my little one, what is it? Why are you crying like this?" Lourdes murmured, her voice straining to stay calm over the noise. She did a little rhythmic dance, shifting Seth from one shoulder to the other, but the baby’s face remained a bright, frustrated red.Lourdes paused, gently pressing her palm against the baby's small tummy. "Young Lord, why are you crying? Is your stomach hurting? Did we eat too fast?"She waited for a second, feeling the softness of his belly, then gently touched his tiny ear. "No, your stomach isn't hard. You aren't sick. Why are you so fussy today, hmm?"The door swung open, and Aubrey hurried inside, still wearing her light outdoor jacket. She looked slightly breathless, her hand inst
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